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| "So, what do we do now?" Sampson asked.

"Now," the Angel said, looking at each of them in turn. "Now you two leave me and Dev alone here for a while."

"Come your Grace," Sampson said to Muz-Ra. "I'll escort you back to the throne room."

"Oh my! You have got muscles! Say! Are you interesting in working for us here? I'd love to see you around more!"

"Red, you just got married!" Sampson reminded her.

"I know. I'll have to be monogamous. Sorry, but you can't have me, much as it will pain us both," Muz-Ra said with an evil smile.

"ME? I didn't..." Sampson started before Faniel interrupted. | |

| "Sampson, wait." the Angel said, pulling the Hero back.

"Yes Faniel?"

She stepped to him and gave him a heartfelt hug. "Goodbye Sampson. You've been a good friend to me. And to Devilah. Keep her safe."

Sampson looked at Devilah. "I will. I guess... goodbye Faniel. I'll miss you."

"And I you, but I'll be nearby - in a sense." | |

| Muz-Ra stepped out of the room with Sampson, leaving only Devilah and Faniel.

"You're leaving then," Devilah said, her eyes shining with sadness. It was more of a statement than a question. | |

| "Yes Devilah. It's time for me to return to my normal state. I told you though, I'll be right beside you. All of your life."

"But, I won't see you again, will I?" | |

| "Not in this lifetime, no. You might catch the scent of lavender or faintly hear my feathers at night, but that will be all. You'll need to have faith, Devilah. Life is so short you won't believe it when it's over. You're a mortal now, and you mortals think your lives are forever, but they're not. They're not even close. But your prayers have been answered. Well, almost all of them. There is one more thing I can do for you before I leave."

Khajiits don't normally cry - but Devilah was not a Khajiit. Now the tears came to her eyes and rolled down her catlike face leaving a cheetah's stripes behind. "I'll trade you," she said.

"Trade you what, Dev?"

"Don't give me this last gift. Stay with me instead. I don't want anything more from you. I just want you to stay with me and be my friend. You understand me like no one else in this world can. I love Sampson, but try as he does, he doesn't really understand me. I'd give up everything if you could just stay."

"I can't do that Devilah. I'm sorry, but it's out of my hands."

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| "Can I stay here? Can I watch you go?"

Faniel's eyes strayed to the dildo on the table. "You know what I'm going to do?"

Devilah laughed suddenly. Loud and staccato, with no mirth. "There's not much you CAN do with a dildo. Yeah, I've got a pretty good idea." | |

| "Would you believe me if I said I was kind of embarrassed for you to see me?"

Devilah laughed as she disrobed and climbed onto the bed. "Faniel, you've been naked since I met you. I've watched Sampson shave your pussy. Isn't it kind of late to be embarrassed?"

"You have a point. And... I kinda need to get turned on." | |

| "I can help with that, Faniel. It's sort of my specialty," Devilah said, patting the bed in invitation. | |

| "Wait. Before I go... drink the nectar."

"The nectar?"

"My nectar. You know, from High Hrothgar. Do I have to be blunt about it?"

"No, no. Sorry. I know what you mean. Drink it?"

"Yes. Drink it now. These gifts have to have a conduit. It's the only conduit I can think of." | |

| Devilah fumbled the small vial out of her inventory and looked at it. When she opened the little cork, the fragrance was light but obvious to her sense of smell. It smelled of peaches.

"What will it do?" she asked.

"Do you trust me?" Faniel asked.

Without hesitation, Devilah downed the bottle in answer.

Suddenly the room swam and blacked out. But seconds later, she found herself in Faniel's arms. Something was different. Something was DEFINITELY different. | |

| "What was it? What happened?"

"Welcome to your new life, Devilah. You are no longer a succubus. You are now officially a Khajiit," the angel smiled down at her.

"But, didn't you say..." Devilah started.

"I lied Dev. All things are possible. But the time wasn't right yet."

Faniel helped Devilah sit up. The difference was at once obvious and nebulous. Then she realized she no longer had any wings.

"Aww. I'll miss my wings."

"If you're going to live in this world, you need to be of this world Dev."

"So I'm just a normal humdrum Khajiit now? I hope Sampson still likes me." | |

| "Dev, Sampson loved you when he thought you were a Khajiit. Your powers are gone, but so is your need for 'donations' from other men. You are not a succubus but you are still you. You are still unique. You are... Devilah. And you are my ward. I will be your guardian angel, and we will meet again."

"But you said..."

"I said 'not in this lifetime', Devilah. There will be an 'after'."

"Well, I guess that will have to do. Thank you Faniel, for everything. By the way, your pussy juice is delicious!" | |

| "I don't suppose you have any left?" Faniel said, hefting the dildo and now seeing it's proportions somewhat more clearly.

"Nope, sorry! Drank it all," Devilah smiled as she guided Faniel onto her back. "Guess we'll have to make more! Now you just lay back and relax. We're in no hurry, the room is warm, and the only person here is me. Trust me, now you're in my domain. These things I know how to do, supernatural power or not. You'll be fine. In fact, I'll make sure you love it!"

"I don't doubt you Devilah. I have faith in you, and I love you." Faniel said as she closed her eyes and felt the height of the mortal condition one last time. | |

| "I love you too Faniel," Devilah thought without speaking. Words were no longer needed, and she knew Faniel already knew that anyway. A stray leftover tear fell from her eye as she closed them.

The last tear she would ever cry fell on the empty bed beneath her. Faniel was gone. | |